"You're too much of a whore to resist climbing in here while I'm naked." Rekker is flirting, openly, or more openly than he had been. This is certainly an invitation.
The touch of the Swede's skin and he sits down picks up Rekker's pulse as his eyes fix on the singer's lips. That full bottom lip begs to be kissed everytime he catches sight of it.
"There's a dial under the panel next to you to change the intensity of the jets." They were only half on right now, enough to relax. And Rekker tried to relax while watching Bjorn's eyes close. He can't relax but at least it isn't panic. His meds have leveled out some of his thoughts and emotions.
He leans back shoving all of his hair over the edge of the tub. Letting out a deep breath Rekker gives up and let's his hand drift under the water, finding the Swede's thigh, about half way up, to run his hand down the inside toward the knee.
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The touch of the Swede's skin and he sits down picks up Rekker's pulse as his eyes fix on the singer's lips. That full bottom lip begs to be kissed everytime he catches sight of it.
"There's a dial under the panel next to you to change the intensity of the jets." They were only half on right now, enough to relax. And Rekker tried to relax while watching Bjorn's eyes close. He can't relax but at least it isn't panic. His meds have leveled out some of his thoughts and emotions.
He leans back shoving all of his hair over the edge of the tub. Letting out a deep breath Rekker gives up and let's his hand drift under the water, finding the Swede's thigh, about half way up, to run his hand down the inside toward the knee.